Cafe Hong Kong

Dear Joe, I had to use your handkerchief as a tourniquet
 It's bloodstained now, and torn
 Dearly hope this letter finds you well, baby
 When the war is over
 When we all come home
 I will wait for you, dear
 At the Café Hong Kong
 Dear Joe, a grenade got me, so I'm blind
 'Least I'll think of you always as young-looking
 Dearly hope this letter finds you well, baby
 When the war is over
 I pray it won't be long
 I will wait for you, dear
 At the Café Hong Kong
 Dear Joe, some complications, and I'm dying
 Always think of me as young
 Here's your handkerchief
 Dearly hope this letter finds you well, baby
 When the war is over
 When we all come home
 Wait for me, my lover
 At the Café Hong Kong
 For me the war is over
 And life was just a song
 Wait for me forever
 At the Café Hong Kong